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Wednesday, January 5, 2011

This love, like naked flame,

Invites the warm to cover

All cold spots of the abstinence inside;

And every touch you seek

And every kiss delivered

Becomes a shadow of the man itself…


You hide between the walls

Of unrecovered picture,

Where every move reflects the state of mind,

But all what’s left –

This mighty feeling shallow –

Keeps bodies trapped inside of naked flame…

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